Let me enlighten you, the light in me has burned out

I'm doing everything out of anger, I',m drowning in my own sea of loathe.

Leave me, watch yourselves.

Take me down to the paraidise city,
Where the grass is green, and the girls are pretty
Wont you take me home

My 4 companions

Broken People. Disconnected lives. I've seen too much. I've had enough.

I'm joining you again, this time the harder the fall. I don't need you. But I may want you.

Heck, even angels fall.